[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

"how is this possible."

Sherlock said, and walked into Lihen Bookstore.

Even if the outside environment is very noisy, as soon as you enter Lihen Bookstore, you will completely block the noise from the outside world and become very quiet. Walking along the entrance, Sherlock looked at the mess piled up all around. Miscellaneous books, as if looking for something.

"Sherlock, what are you looking for?"

William followed behind Sherlock, asking with a confused face.

"It's nothing." Sherlock straightened up and looked at a fluffy book on the side. "I just read it casually."

Sherlock said, reaching out to pick up the book,

Following Sherlock's line of sight, William saw that it was a "Detailed Explanation of Monsters", and there was nothing special about it, but... monster books can't... Before William could stop it, he saw a long pink hair protruding from the book. Tongue licked Sherlock's hand.

"...", Sherlock.

"...", William.

"It's really surprising, how did this tongue grow in this book?" Sherlock's silver-gray eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked William with a surprised tone, "The books here will all Is there such a tongue?"

"It's different." As soon as William walked into the "Detailed Explanation of Monsters", his big pink tongue retracted instantly. Seeing this, William touched his nose innocently and took a few steps back. "These books have Some can bite, some can be invisible, some can fly, etc., they are all different."

"You're lucky. You must know that many monsters in books are biting. The one you encountered is the most gentle. They just like to stick out their big tongues and lick you."

Suddenly, a Hogwarts student wearing a magic robe came out from behind the bookshelf on the other side. Judging from his badge, he should be a student of Ravenclaw.

"Professor Stoker, good afternoon," the Ravenclaw student pushed his glasses and said to William, "Do you need anything?"

"Good afternoon," William said with a smile on his forehead, "We just came to see."

"Are you preparing Christmas presents?" The Ravenclaw student continued to ask after seeing this.

"That's true," William said. "Any recommendation?"

"Of course," the Ravenclaw student said, pushing his glasses, and said, "If it's for Professor Dumbledore, I think it's necessary to give this book, the latest gourmet recipe "Gourmet Delicacy" , I remember that Professor Dumbledore should not have bought this cookbook; if Professor Snape, I suggest that you can send a copy of "The Medicinal Record of the Black Potion". Goods, Professor Snape asked many times, there has been no goods, but this time there is just one left; Professor McGonagall, she often subscribes to Gryffindor magazines, I think this latest Gryffindor Maybe she will like the album."

Speaking of this, the Ravenclaw student paused, and added, "By the way, there is also a portrait of Professor Stoke in it. You know, since you came, Professor Stoke, the Gryffindors are so happy Great, you know, apart from Professor Snape, they haven't met such a good-looking professor like you for a long time."

"Yes, thank you very much for your compliments."

William didn't feel much about these things at this time. Since the last time he reported the situation of Gryffindor to Principal Armando Dippet, Principal Armando Dippet specially held a meeting to discuss this matter. Seriously prohibited. However, due to Gryffindor's objection, Principal Armando Dippet made a concession. For this matter, it has become allowed to be released, but the consent of the parties must be obtained. In this regard, everyone agreed.

Facing his portrait, William smiled unabated. He said to the Ravenclaw student, "Can you wrap up those books you mentioned for me? I want them all. Of course, if you still If you have any suggestions, you can also deal with it in this way."

"Thank you for your generosity," the Ravenclae student said, quickly took out the books William wanted, and went to seven or eight other books by the way, "These are books that other professors like, I'll help you wrap it up, so that you won't have to go back and get it yourself when the time comes."

With that said, the Ravenclaw students quickly wrapped up the books and tied them with beautiful cards.

"Can I have a copy of this album?"

Sherlock asked when he saw the picture album that the Ravenclaw students were wrapping.

"this?"

The Ravenclaw student was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized, "Of course, I will pick it up for you when I finish packing."

Seeing this, Sherlock didn't say much, just nodded.

"Sherlock, do you like this?"

William saw that Sherlock was worth the book, which was the Christmas gift he was going to give Professor McGonagall, and the background picture of the album happened to be a picture of William wearing a magic robe, eyes closed, pointing east with a wand in his hand, his The hair is blown flying by the wind, the sun is setting, the cliffs are precipitous, cold and beautiful.

"Picture, well done."

As Sherlock said, he turned his head and looked at the books on the other side, but this time he didn't reach out to touch them, but just pretended to read the words on the books seriously.

"The picture is indeed well drawn."

Seeing this, William finished speaking to Sherlock, then turned his attention to the Ravenclaw students, and said, "I want all these kinds of picture albums."

"what?"

The Ravenclaw student was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously shifted his gaze from William to Sherlock as if realizing something, "Okay, I'll go right away."

With that said, the Ravenclaw students finished and packed all the albums, and instead of handing them to William, they handed them to Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at the album in front of him, then glanced at William again, and took it with his hand, "I don't really like reading albums."

"I know, you like to solve crimes," William replied with a shrug and a smile.

Hearing this, Sherlock glanced at William thoughtfully, but didn't say anything.

After everything was done, William and Sherlock went to Florin's Cold Drink Shop, where they ate ice cream leisurely, and went home together.

When he got home, it was still early, William put away the things he bought, and took them out again when he was preparing for the festival. After he packed everything up, he saw Sherlock still lazily lying on the sofa for a long time. look.

"Why, you don't look happy?"

William said, walked to the sofa next to Sherlock and sat down, and asked.

"I just feel that there should be no such thing as magic in this world."

Sherlock said without opening his eyes.

"Maybe, there really wasn't one, but you met me," William said with a smile, "However, wizards won't appear here at all, so you don't have to worry at all, wizards will want to rule the world. "

Sherlock didn't answer, his eyes were still closed, and his face looked very calm.

Perhaps today's incident really hit Sherlock a little bit.

After all, Sherlock, who firmly believes in science, has seen so many things that cannot be explained by science.

"Actually, there is a scientific basis for such things as 'magic'."

Sherlock seemed to have guessed what William was thinking. He opened his eyes and looked at William and said, "You know, there are many unknown substances in this world. Maybe your body will suddenly be changed by an unknown cell and become If you get another cell, then it is possible that you will have various situations, let’s give an example, if one of your cells changes, some may produce disease, some may produce antibodies, etc..."

"However, whether there is a scientific basis or not, it doesn't matter now, Sherlock."

William looked at Sherlock seriously, and said, "I think we need to prepare dinner now. You know, Aunt Hudson is not here, and I still need to be responsible for preparing the food."

"Nice work."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he turned around and continued to lie down.

"Looking at your appearance makes my hands very itchy."

William curled his lips and said fiercely.

Sherlock ignored it.

"Hi, Sherlock?"

cried William.

"..."

Sherlock still ignored it.

Seeing this, William smiled and stretched out his hand, suspending Sherlock in the air.

However, Sherlock still didn't move. He opened his eyes and took a look, then closed them calmly.

Can't you?

William thought for a moment, moved Sherlock in front of him, then hugged Sherlock's waist, and licked Sherlock's earlobe.

Sherlock's body froze suddenly, and then quickly recovered. He turned around, looked at William with silver-gray eyes, and raised the corners of his lips.

"Maybe you'll need something else, like..."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he hugged William with his back, and when William was unprepared, he pressed against his body and kissed his lips.

Sherlock's movements were not gentle, and of course, they were not brutal either. He bit and licked delicately, and slowly entered William's mouth like the first time William had done with him.

The two hugged and kissed, earnestly and meticulously as if completing some important matter, even ignoring the sound of going upstairs from downstairs.

"Ahem, I think, can you separate for a while?"

Officer Lestrade wanted to avoid it, but when he thought of his purpose, he coughed lightly and said, "I have something urgent to talk to Mr. William Stocker."

"You showed up just in time."

William separated from Sherlock, and couldn't help complaining to Officer Lestrade.

"Do you still want to do something you love to do during the day?"

Officer Lestrade said, "Although there is no law that prohibits you from doing it during the day, isn't it urgent now?"

"What's urgent?"

Seeing this, Sherlock frowned and said.

"The fbi is here," said Officer Lestrade, with a helpless expression on his face. "It's still the case in the bar. They need Mr. William Stock to answer a few questions."

"They're downstairs."

Sherlock said.

"Yes, they are downstairs," Police Officer Lestrade replied, "I heard that one of them has an IQ comparable to yours, Sherlock!"